I've lived in the same house all of my life, and some strange **** has happened to me over my lifetime. One time, I was getting ready for bed (I was about 5) When I hear moaning from the living room. I figured it was just my grandpa, who was very sick and always in pain. Anyways, I finish getting ready for bed and go to the living room to tell my grandpa goodnight. He isn't there. I ask my grandma what where he was, and she said, "Sorry whoisthatguyable, he isn't here, his car broke down and hes staying at a motel for the night." WTF.PNG So I go to bed and fall asleep, and I hear that same groaning in my dreams,except this time its several people around me in a village, they are all hurt and writhing in pain. A woman looks at me I ask her where I am, but she just screams,"Alerga pentru viața ta, e Tepes!" (Something along those lines, I have trouble remembering now) Anyway she runs away and I follow her, trying to figure out where I am. I then came across a scene, hundreds over bodies, impaled with pikes. I woke up and asked my grandma about the dream. She was just as freaked out as me, and she says that my family could be traced back all the way to the time period of Vlad the impaler. Believe me or not, its by far the freakiest thing that's ever happened to me.

I kind of call ******** on that for the Google translated sentence and the fact that he rarely impaled other people apart from Turkish soldiers.
The guy was pretty metal nonetheless and he once boiled someone in butter because he stole a hen and he used to nail turbans to the head of Turkish messengers if they didn't take them off while talking to him.